Baby Doll Gone Wrong. x3“We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.”

The leading centaur, one of black hair and fur with huge horns, walks over to me.
"Chiron. Or, should I say, Sub. Hanging out with elves?"
"Uh, sorta. They don't really like me all that much."
"Who wants to bully Sub like we used to?"
Chiron: "Oooh! Me! I wanna beat that dork up!"
"But you ARE Sub."
"So what? I can beat myself up!"
(The other centaurs are confused, and Chiron whispers to the elves)
"The trick is to confuse them. They're MORONS!"

Baby Doll Gone Wrong. x3“We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.”

(The head centaur picks me up by my tail)
"Ahgh! That's my tail! I use that to... Um..... Now that I think of it, it's pretty useless. You can rip it off if you want."
Thinking: 'Ha, bullies back down when they think you're not scared. Except, I'm really not. These guys are meatheads!'

Baby Doll Gone Wrong. x3“We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.”

(Leader Centaur uses me to whack you halfway across the forest)
"Sorry, man!" (Gets punched) Ow! Hey, where are all the girls?"
"In the meadow. Avoiding you. Especailly your betrothed."
"Hey, leave her out of this. I know it's an embarassment to her that we'll have to me married."